Maxon POV
"Ames you need to get some sleep, you really need It." She nods.
"I'm gonna take a shower," she leans and kisses me, "I love you." I love those words pouring from her lips.
"Love you too," I squeeze her arm and pat her on her shoulder.
"Hey bud," I kneel by Gerard, where did bud come from.
"Your sisters tired and needs rest but, we still need to pack so after lunch why don't we surprise her and pack the rest of your clothes and the things you want to take to Angeles with us.
"Only if you play a game of soccer with me," I laugh.
"We'll Mr. Singer you drive a hard bargain but I think I'll take it." I hold my hand out to his and his small fingers fit in my hand and we shake. I pat him on the back, "Go see if Mary or Lucy are done with lunch.
He runs in their, I don't think he really knows whats going on. But at least he can be happy.
America POV
I really did need that sleep like Maxon says, I walk down the hall like I would do any other day I was at home but it feels wrong now. My home I've lived in since ever doesn't feel like home anymore. I rub the sleep sand from my eyes. I hear laughing out the Bay window Maxon fell to the ground in the snow trying to kick a soccer ball. Gerards giggles come out as grey puff of fog in the cold. Their pale white cheeks are tinged from the cold.
"America, I put some tea on the stove you want some?" Mary puts her hand on my arm.
"That sounds nice." She takes a tea cup from the cupboard and pours me a cup.
"So how long have they been at that." I ask Lucy gesturing towards outside.
"Since after they packed up Gerards room." Lucy runs her thumb along the top of my arm. "He's going to be a good father." I think she's right. He gets up and 'acidentally' gives the ball to Gerard.
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